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Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by fame, Nov 6, 2004.
get banned already.
motherfucker i should slit your throat with a razor
attempt a fucking murder , violence taking control of my body
in this world i'm compared to satan , Im a killer
Extasy state of mind , your assassination is orgasmic
you wish you took acid to ignore things as they are
Walking disease , im like a zombie with a cock
i should fuck your head up , stomp on it with my click
undead army , reunion of superior power
Da Cadaveric Kids is real , never seen before this hour
you are attacking someone who knows you before they meet you
at the rendez vous point , got your soul kidnapped my thugs are more than sour
i sent your family flowers , your death is so close its sooner or later.
high as fuck , trynna to fuck
hahaha you bitches are so fucking stupid
mary had a little lamb
when i have peanut butter
i keep it gansta
and cover that bitch with
only in the hood, with bitches so ghetto
they act as anti-morning wood
can't get it up, pop a viagra to fuck it up
pussy juices flowing, after i'm done
me and the boys go bowlingggg
to all you suckas talkshitting on me on a beat
you motherfuckas so low , probably eating with your feet
fucking stupid all you do is talk , but whats happened to the streets?
should suck a dick for a living should stop spitting and go bo back to your loose sheets
i mean fuck , i bet you guys scared to act normal , cause we'll see you aint tough
you bitches so weak , not strong enough to beat the buff
come on im cleaning all this shit all this mess all these bitches on lock
its so easy , its like a hoe that you dont have to pay to fuck
im fuckin reloading a bit , because of all these bullets i shot
take all the shit you said back , cause in here , im the fuckin big boss
dude pass your shits still wack as fuck...you a toy a buster you got nothing!!!
go into hibernation and write rhymes for like another 10 years and then come back...no wait rather not come back!!!! hahahahaha
in the streets i still kill you
go back to south africa fuckin dumbass
i didnt even know they had streets there
ur soo fucking retarded. south africa has mad slums,
more than france or were ever ur from
atleast sketch knows what hes talking about....pass your little french ass couldnt survive
one day here...
oh btw id think since you obviously know we have internet in south africa that we'd certainly have streets...you think you so fucking hard then come bomb our streets you bitch...youll get eaten alive mother fucker!!!! hahahahahahaha........
I love how you think youre something important to me.
i love how youd think my dick was important to me
so that it cant tempt me and i wont have the opportunity
ill throw it away so i can have my dick sucked by the city
since day one , first born i came here with my mic on
blast on , fists compared to methaphores
i do my daily chores , clean up rappers of their dirty clothes
my flow hits you in the face like metal poles
south africa eh , you probably white and full of holes
i'm like a junkie , and i didnt get my dose
my hood aint sunny , place raided by the popos
but i don't care about that shit ,my goal is to get mo hoes
on the street corner trying to sell mo dope
so go go , and never come back here my click is so loco
rapper youre homo , and i think its clear
i warned you tho never front in solo against me here
some shit now fuck you bitch
south africa aint shit
you aint shit
sketch3 aint shit
UK aint shit
fuck me , nah , fuck you little bitch
im out im going to smoke a cig
i love the way your all talking shit, cant you just shut the fuck up and chill?
monor reppin dck montreal city stand up bitches
nobody says anything until you open your fuckin mouth.
so shut it.
I'm shameless, cause ain't no way I'm trying to be famous
I don't need a million people knowing what my name is
Matter fact...The only time you'll see me spittin something brainless
Is when my brain is on the pavement, after aiming with the stainless
couple bars i thought of a second ago.
didn't want to forget em, so i wrote em in here.
in life you get one chance not to let it slip
you fuck up big time, you lost your grip
now from personal experience i really don't know
but let me see if i can express it with my flow
through life we have trials and tribulations
you can either strike now or be patient
in different places there are many trials of life
your day job is to survive, whether it includes a knife
or a packed gun, every time you hear those sirens run
find a hiding place quick, to stash all your cash
go to the lab, cut it up and deal that hash
just out to make all the money you can
until you behind bars, shit hit the fan, damn
you once had enough scrilla to get a killa
to get rid of that pushin weight drug deala
but now what you got? nothins cookin in the pot
you shit outta luck, to your name you ain't gotta buck
what the fuck, now you stuck in a cell
you still got screwed and not one brother can tell
or you can chill and just be patient
put your plans into a solid rotation
just stand back lookin like you dressed to kill
impressed still, waitin for that moment were you'll cash your mil
now you a playa's boss, sittin in a benz ready to floss
you got that cash money,
chicks hoppin on your dick quicker than a bunny
from a ski mask to a million dollar mast
you either wait...or get your money fast
now im stapped, with a gat.
slap that oyesman round the hat.
Your all dumb,gangsters,white,black,hispanic,no better than my cookie crumbs/
I'm illa than you..its true,one at a time,kill ya with my syllables/
I enjoy dustin cats like you,but continue to think your the untouchables/
I'll show you,right now,I'm touchable,but clearly out of your reach,listen up,cause im about to preach/
You look slightly intimidated,good cause after this I'll leave you cremated/
You can't touch me kid so give it up,Just like I stated/
Nobody has your back,so take a crack,sure my eyes are dialated/
But anytime you catch me in a weak point,I'll still take you out,unrated/
I'll leave you in the dust and consider you a statistic/
Take you out how ever I feel,verbally,battle?,sometimes when I fell artistic.
gotta do homework.
bored. i'll be back later
Yo, more than half you cats are wack and can't rap
You're all outdated like small pox and anthrax
Stand back...I'm bout to teach you cats how to rhyme
Cause this shit's been buggin me bad in the back of my mind
Mothafuckas don't know shit about a rhyme scheme
Drop random ass words and try and say your line's clean?
You half assed "rappers" better pray to the stars
It's like you allergic to chocolate, you stay away from the "bars"
All you mainstream kids that are claiming you hard
I'd love to leave you bleeding, with abrasions and scars
g is for the gang, the money i make.
f is for the gang of fools i break,
u is for the undisputed champ.
n is cuz ya never gonna get the mic back.
k is for the *****s that i knock on they back.
damn it feels good to see long beach on the map.
nate dogg mothatfucka.
now the projects talking that sombody gotta die shit
Its logic unless its somebody thats in my click
get out the car you hear click clack you turn all i see is your back
hesitate this bringing me to a ether mindstate beware leaving
your blood running cold in fear
didn't catch that at first, but i re read and i was like...ha!
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